“No, I’m not ok. But I haven’t been ok since I was 11, maybe 12. I am still here though. I’m still breathing. For me, sometimes, that will have to be enough.”
— Clementine von Radics
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“No, I’m not ok. But I haven’t been ok since I was 11, maybe 12. I am still here though. I’m still breathing. For me, sometimes, that will have to be enough.”
— Clementine von Radics
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“I lied and said I was busy.
I was busy;
but not in a way most people understand.
I was busy taking deeper breaths.
I was busy silencing irrational thoughts.
I was busy calming a racing heart.
I was busy telling myself I am okay.
Sometimes, this is my busy -
and I will not apologize for it.”
- Brittin Oakman
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still healing from things i don't speak about, i just take it day by day
"Du willst wissen was in mein Kopf vor sich geht? Ich finde mich selbst nicht mal in diesem Chaos zurecht."
I've lost touch with my true self; the facade I've built has completely consumed me.
they ask me "What do you want to do in life? What is your aim?". Kids around my age talk about various ambitions. They want to be a doctor, an engineer and so many other great things. They ask who do you want to be? and I just freeze.
What I want is so incredibly simple, it is laughable. I just want to live. I want to love. Fill myself with love. I want to feel life and all its beauty. I want to see the world and go to places. I am so stuck in my home, in my room. I feel like a caged bird who has her wings cut. Or maybe she just believes she has no wings.
I want to write about life, about the stories people around me have. I want to read books, eat tasty things I have never tasted. I want to actually live my life.
I don't want to have thoughts of dying, or wishing I didn't exist. I don't want to feel uncomfortable in my own skin. I don't want to runaway from my memories like monsters chasing me. I don't want to be scared of my own thoughts.
I want to live. I want to be happy. Not by the rich things in life, but even the simplest things seem unachievable.
If you can't keep your word don't even be around me
why do i feel like the world is ending over something stupid
Ich habe immer gedacht, dass ich nur genug kommunizieren muss um etwas zu verändern. Aber die Wahrheit ist: Du kannst reden bis dir der Atem wegbleibt, wenn es kein Verständnis gibt, sind deine Worte nutzlos.
“I think part of the reason people take photos is because they’re afraid that moment will never happen again.”
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"Du willst wissen was in mein Kopf vor sich geht? Ich finde mich selbst nicht mal in diesem Chaos zurecht."
Nur weil ich funktioniere heißt es nicht das es mir besser geht...